and so

I finally got up the nerve to post a piece of prose I wrote for English. Since I don't keep a diary and computers crash and papers burn I put it somewhere that will keep, at least until I delete my dA account.

so

here it is

this piece was really challenging to write. paritally because I didn't know how honest to be. so

there you have it. keep good, children.

I was out all weekend to celebrate turning 19.. it's the last year of teens; before shit really starts to get real I suppose.

So here are alll the photos from that:

sushi dinner with Dom

Indian restaurant with Dom, Adrian, Amani, Esther and Zina

Saphir with Dom, Adrian, Esther and the ToraTora boys

and finally Isis at Le National with Dom and Will (although I didn't get any photos of us all together)

|[kiss your youth goodbye, kid]|

Yeah, it's my birthday...

March 9: Red Sparowes

March 18: Isis

March 26: Russian Circles

there is no better way to kiss your youth goodbye than by rockingthefuckout to your favorite music.

I've uploaded all the photos from my reading week holiday!

February 19-22: Halifax with my Aunt Thelma and Uncle Eric

February 22:25: Boston with Stina! I also got to spend time with Jared, Tasha, Keisha, Emily and to meet Stina's friends!

here are all the photos. enjoi

I dreamt that I drowned.
and when I died, I woke up.

I could taste the indigo water.

that isn't a way I want to die.
a picnic on water with cruise ships going by was just a bad idea, I suppose.